“A-arcana of wrath?!”

“Indeed. I am one of the sins.”

I was shocked and uneasy knowing that she is one of the sins. It was really alarming!

Dylan slam opens the door in rush…

“Boy! You offended me! How come you’re so surprised knowing she is the Arcana of Wrath but you never elicited any reaction from me?!”

Yeah.

There’s a big discrepancy from Dylan and Hydrangea who is beside me.

“Well…what surprises me is that… Hydrangea-san…a fairykin… is arcana of wrath. Wrath I say… Isn’t most fairies are gentle and nice? She doesn’t look like anything wrathful at all…”

My image of fairykin from Rose’s appearance is rather biased as I use her as a reference.

“You are not wrong, Hero Ichirou.”

“?”

“Well…due to unforeseen circumstances, I have become eligible to acquire the Arcana of Wrath.”

“Acquire? Unforeseen circumstances?”

“I’ll have you know that Nil-sama gives us the power of Arcana. If you fit with the magic, he will grant you the power.”

“…is it fine to casually tell me that?”

“Hmm? Yeah.”

If this man, Nil, can grant power of Arcana magic to anyone, then isn’t that too overpowered? And to think that I have been casually informed of it is quite vexing.

Dylan brought foods and drinks into the room. It’s quite convenient that there’s a table here…

Hydrangea sits at the table…

!!!

“H-Hydrangea-san! Y-your clothes!”

“Oh?”

I never paid attention to it but, she is only wearing a loose shirt. It is a sight for the sore eyes but I can’t let her be in such state!

Not my sense of decency can let it past I mean…

“A cherry boy, huh…”

“Ack!”

That definitely stung me so hard!

“Hey, hey, Hydrangea, don’t be so hard on the boy. Just dress properly.”

“Haa…”

“So, what happened back there?”

Dylan asks a question. Back there?

Does he mean back in their base or something? Is it in the center continent right?

“The center continent?”

“…Hero Ichirou. We don’t live there actually. That place is a shithole.”

“Eh?! Aren’t you guys…”

“We don’t want to dwell in a place full of devils. Compared to what you are thinking that we live in a gloomy, dark and rotten fortress, we live in an ordinary mansion out of anyone’s reach.”

“What a misconception…”

As Hydrangea told me about it, which I am flabbergasted, she starts stuffing her mouth with food. She scoops a mouthful of soup and eats a large chunk of bread.

…

Wow…cute…she looks like a squirrel with her cheeks puffing.

Dylan who patiently stands at the doorway leaning into the wall speaks…

“Hydrangea, don’t ignore me…”

“Haa… Nil-sama is throwing another one of his tantrums…”

“Ga hahaha! What is it this time?!”

“This is why I hate telling you this kind of things….”

“Ga haha! Absolutely!”

“…Well… he said he wanted to eat something sweet… he said that he wants large roasted pork garnished with sugar as an experiment… I got mad because it’s a shitty idea. I scrape his face on the floor and left in anger…”

“Ohh…what about the others?”

“Most of the Sins are out doing what they are told to do. Cr’thgor is in his room, sulking.”

“Why?”

“Nil-sama said his cape looks stupid...I do agree on that.”

“The emblem in his cape looks like a face of a horse actually. It’s a horrible design. Being told that by his own lord, it must have really damaged his pride.”

“Sistina is…making another love doll of Nil-sama…”

“Haaa…. Such a waste… She’s a hottie unlike you…”

BAM!

The wall on our back collapse as Hydrangea slams her fist on it. The lush of trees and greenery is now in plain sight.

“Dylan… what the hell did you say?!”

“T-there you go again! That’s the problem you and your sweetheart couldn’t fix!”

“Mind your own business!”

Eh? Sweetheart?

“Sweetheart? Hydrangea-san… do you like Nil?”

Never been in my whole life I was look at with utter disgrace, anger, hatred, and contempt in a single gaze.

She grabs my by the face and lifts me up easily like I am just a feather…

“ACK!”

“Do you expect me to fall in love to that scum?! Say it one more time and you will be kissing the floor before you know it.”

“Y-yes Ma’am!!!”

I can feel how dominant she is that I can only answer in the most respectful way I can.

Dylan, without batting an eye that I was almost dead, spoke…

“That sweetheart that I meant, boy, is the human king, Ashfo--!”

Before he can finish his word, his face was deeply planted on the wall he is leaning against. I can’t believe a fairykin has such brute strength. Or is it because she is arcana of wrath?

“How many times do I have to tell you that never mention that name ever again…”

“Ugghh…how can you even call that boy a cherry boy if you yourself is a vir--!”

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This time, Dylan was punched in the guts. Hydrangea’s strength is incredible but Dylan’s endurance is strong too…

“What are you getting mad at? You are preserving your…purity for him… when the time you two meet again and fix your problems ten years ago.”

“Will you stop digging into my privacy? You owe me so much, Dylan. If it weren’t for me who takes the responsibility of controlling Nil-sama, you wouldn’t be able to enjoy your carefree life here!”

“Well, I am thankful for that. It’s even good that you’re the only person who goes to this place…well… I am the sloth after all… no point giving me works I dislike.”

“Haa…our conversation isn’t connecting at all…”

Dylan and Hydrangea end the conversation. I see now why she is the Arcana of Wrath. Her temper is bad…

The Arcana of Sins…

Based on what I heard… they are normal people too with woes and worries…

They aren’t much different from a normal person. But what makes them different? Are they powerful? How powerful are they?

How do their mind works? What is Nil’s goal? I can’t help but think of those.

They nonchalantly talk about each other in front of me. Do they not see me as a threat because I am weak?

That’s not it.

Can I squeeze out more information from them? I don’t want to risk it. After all, they seem to be nice people…

But what are their plans for using the Devils when they are antagonistic to it too.

“Dylan…can I ask something?”

“Go ahead boy.”

“The devils… what are they?”

“Unfortunately, I am not thoroughly familiar with them…”

“I shall fill you in.”

Hydrangea interrupts as she is still stuffing her mouth with bread.

“Devils are a byproduct of an arcana magician, the very first arcana magician, the enemy of the goddess of blessing. He is responsible for the devil’s existence.”

“So, what are the devils essentially? You guys seem to use them as they are your slaves.”

“True. The devils are basically the negative disposition of arcana magicians. And these devils are resilient.”

“How so?!”

“You have already killed a devil right?”

“Yes…”

“I’ll tell you this. You didn’t.”

“Eh?! Why is that?!”

“Devils do not die, their very existence returns from the core, the one who spawns them, and reborn there immediately with the same mission, to kill and to destroy.”

“Then what you are saying is that our battles with them are meaningless as they only reborn back into this world!”

“Yes, but there is some effective way of completely erasing them from the face of the land, that is to purify them or use and holy affinity spells or magic or even an artifact against them. Once they die from it, they are severed from their cycle and they permanently die. You can also use another form of severing their life without those mediums or properties if you have the right power.”

“For example?”

“Reaping them.”

“…”

“Their life will be forcibly evicted from existence that way, killing them permanently too.”

“…”

“We won’t feed you lies. In fact, we need you, heroes, to grow stronger.”

“What do you mean?!”

“…that’s not something for you to know now.”

“Eh?!”

Hydrangea left me hanging like that. I do understand the concept that light perishes the dark, but what is the importance of us heroes?! Why are we summoned here in the first place?

To train and to become stronger…

The king has made it clear to us, to fight the devils too. But to think that the enemies want us to be strong too.

There’s seems to be a bigger picture here…

“Dylan, I will be taking my leave now. I have enjoyed the mead from yesterday from the party.”

“Aye! Good luck with your duty!”

Hydrangea weaves her hand in the air and a gallant, elegant, blue dress covers her body, dressing her up completely.

…

My eyes are glued to her.

She summons a dark portal and enters. After another second, the portal vanishes and she nowhere to be seen.

“…”

“Oh, boy, were you captivated?”

“Who wouldn’t…she is beautiful and cute after all.”

“Meh. Not my type.”

“You’re an old man already…”

“Does it matter?! I like looking at beautiful things and admire them. We just differ in taste in women after all.”

“Yeah…”

“It seems you like girls with a small rack.”

“Eh?! I…I think I do…is it bad?”

“No, not really. If I remember correctly… there’s that white haired girl too…what was her name?”

“…Asagao-chan!!!”

“Yeah, that, that! Do you like girls at her age too?”

“Don’t be ridiculous! She is too young!”

“Hahaha! I am sure she will grow up to be really fine lass.”

“Yeah…I kind of like to see that too.”

“Too bad you won’t be seeing that because she is transcendental being that grows really slow.”

“Eh?”

“Hmm? Ahh---crap!!!”

“Dylan! What the hell did you just said?!!?!”

“C-rap! F-forget about it!”

“Dylan!!”

I heard something really disturbing!

This loose mouthed old geezer will tell me this one!!!